2022 Jason/18/6' - Jason is one of the lucky ones, as he lives through the plague
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Jason has been dating Stacy two months, and they're getting kind of serious - right when the plague hits on January 8th, 2022.
We get to see society scramble, as males of all ages are struck ill. The U.S. outbreak starts in New York. News reports concerns over a biological weapons. In a few days, it's clear it's happening worldwide, as (2%) 50M+ men have fallen-ill across the globe. Symptoms include the fever, runny nose, and tingling in the fingertips and toes. Society is in a panic, setting up shelters, closing school, military law, men encouraged to stay at home. Women, being immune, are asked to volunteer.
Jason, Stacy and their friends watch the news reports, as their parents argue and struggle with the risks of dad going to work or not. Meanwhile, Jason and Stacy disobey authority to get private time, sneaking out, making out in the bushes.
Within two weeks, 100M (5%) men worldwide are sick. Men in the military start to fall ill, opening the door for rioting. The News is filled with images of rioting in L.A, Mexico City, and Rio. Women are recruited more heavily for police and military efforts. Then the first CDC statistics come out, showing male mortality rate is above 90%, it's an airborne virus, and no female deaths have been exclusively tracked to the virus.
Jason's mother is very upset and asks if he's had any signs of being sick, which he denies. She begins crying, and eventually admits their father came down with the virus, and left for a shelter. "He didn't want to say goodbye, and risk exposing you." Jason is furious and upset. He rushes to Stacy. They express heartfelt fears over whether Jason may have been infected. They kiss, and make love.
The next day, Stacy wakes up with a sniffle. She ignores it at first, then she gets freaked out. Calls Jason and gets no answer. Rushes to his house to find his mother weeping. He's inside, but he has the symptoms. Stacy rushes to him, and they cry together. Jason's father comes back home. Over the next few days, as Jasons mother takes care of his father, Stacy spends every day visiting Jason, trying to cheer him up. His condition gets worse. She doesn't tell him more of their male friends are ill. Then suddenly, it breaks, and Jason starts feeling better. It gives the whole house hope. Then his father dies, as do all of their male friends and their fathers.
Jason and Stacy feel lucky for him to be alive, but it's hard to be happy with the gravity of the world catastrophe.
Over the next two months (Feb,Mar), the worldwide death toll reaches the billions, as 98% of the male population dies, including the US president and many country leaders. The Senate appoints 63 new senators to fill the vacant seats, while the house holds a special election to fill the 230 vacancies. The male president is succeeded by his female vice president. CDC discovers signs of man-made patterns in the virus. Six months later they track the virus to a mutation in a trial for a genetic baldness cure for men.
Jason spends the summer out of sight as much as he can, as everywhere he goes, women given him weird sullen glances.
While Stacy and he spend some private time together, he mentions feeling sad that she's the only one he can hang out with, because his guy friends are all gone. He kinda backpedals, but she says she understands. She reminds him that things will be better when he goes back to school in the fall. He can make some new friends.
In the fall, Monday September 18th, Jason is finally back to school.
His first day back is incredibly strange, both because everyone else in the school is female, and because almost all of them give him a cold stare wherever he goes. There is a memorial in the lobby listing the names of everyone taken by the virus. He's completely alone in the men's locker room and bathrooms. The remaining female teachers are spread thin, doing whatever they can do cover all the subjects. In some cases young inexperienced aids have their own classrooms.
In the lunchroom, everyone passes him by except Stacy. One of his teachers (name?) goes out of her way to speak to Jason on behalf of the school. She explains how bittersweet it is for everyone to see him, and have it remind them of someone they lost. She calls out to the room to to please let Jason be a sign of hope, a reminder that some made it through what claimed the lives of so many. She reminds them that he lost friends and family just as they have, that he's just as much a survivor as they are. 'We've supported each other since this terrible tragedy, and we should support Jason too."
She leans down to give him a brief hug, and by the time she's done, a line of girls has formed behind her. Jason stands, and receives condolences from girl after girl, some of them crying. After fifteen, the teacher calmly interrupts, suggesting they let him get back to lunch, and join him if they wish. Suddenly he's surrounded by twelve girls staring at him.
He takes a few bites before they start in on questions. What happened to him? Did he get sick? Do the doctors know why he survived? How is he holding up? Does he want to join a study support group?
After two weeks, every girl in the school smiles at him, and many of them greet him by name as he passes. He recognizes, but doesn't know most of them. Groups of girls stop their conversations as he passes, making him feel like he's being constantly talked about. Girls use any excuse to talk to him... When he's at his locker, when he sits next to them in a class, when they 'accidentally' bump into him in the hallway.
At lunch a new pecking order seems to have established, where both the popular and athletic girls try to sit with him.
On this particular Friday, one of the pretty popular girls (Becka) says she's having people at her place for a movie night, and asks if he wants to come. He awkwardly looks at Stacy, who shrugs her shoulders. He agrees, and asks if he can bring Stacy. She begrudgingly agrees, "if you must."
When talking about it after school, Stacy backs out, saying he really should make new friends on his own. Plus the girls don't want her there. She's overdue for spending some time with her mother. 'Besides, they'll probably just want to watch some sappy chic flick.' She encourages him to go have fun, just not too much fun. They kiss.
Friday, October 4th 2022, he shows up at Becka's at 7pm,
...and is surprised at her primped up look when she answers the door. Her hair is braided, and she's wearing a tight brown tank top, short-shorts, and some kind of utility belt complete with gun holster that looked more appropriate for a costume party than a night in. (pic pic pic pic pic)
She welcomes him in, giving him a very cozy hug, and leads him to the family room while announcing that their 'guest of honor has arrived'. The other three girls rush over to greet him, each one of them wearing a strangely similar outfit, and Lisa's plumping her cleavage a little too much for him to feel comfortable being there without Stacy. Still, he suffered through each of their inviting hugs, and a few pecks on his cheeks before Becka dragged him further into the room.
Becka confessed it was their Tomb Raider dress-up night, in honor of the new movie, simultaneously offering for him to pick another if he wanted. He admits to not knowing there was a new one, and says that'll be fine. She directs him to have a seat in the middle of the couch, and starts to setup the TV and lighting while the other girls grab bowls of popcorn from the kitchen.
By the time the opening credits roll, he's flanked tightly on one side by Becka, and the other by Kaylee. The other two girls are together on the other side of the couch.
Becka unholsters one of her silver pistols, puts it between her teeth, and squirts two shots of something into her mouth. Then she holds it out towards Jason. "Punch?" He nods, causing her to gesture the pistol towards his mouth until he opens it, getting two squirts of a tropical taste with a serious kick. Midway into the action opener, he's trying to convince himself sitting between two of the cutest girls in school is just part of making friends.
When the action ends Kaylee offers him some popcorn, then Becka, without asking, helps him wash it down with four judicious squirts of her alcoholic punch. After he takes another handful of popcorn, Becka again brings her pistol to his lips and pulls the trigger, making him feel a little too attended to.
When an unexpected explosion brightens the room, he can't help but catch a glimpse of the generous puff of cleavage Lisa is showing across the couch. A moment later, Kaylee's posture shifts, the back of her hand casually resting on his thigh, as if by accident. He decides it's innocent enough, before Becka's pistol is raised to his lips, where it delivered several more pumps of punch. Becka then reached further across, rubbing into him as she delivered the same into Kaylee's mouth.
During the next action sequence, he noticed Becka teasing the hem of her top up her belly, before squarely gripping his thigh. This is too overt for Jason to just ignore, but he doesn't want to make a big fuss. He gently lifts her hand, placing it back on her own leg. A moment later, she mimics his gesture, gently lifting his hand, and placing it on her bare thigh. It simultaneously quickens his pulse, and makes him feel like things have gone too far, "Becka? What are you..." He barely starts before she interrupts him.
"Shhh. Just enjoy the movie." His hand is still held to her thigh, while he notices her begin to drag a pistol up her other leg. He is trying to figure out what to make of this whole night, while he watched the pistol continue up her bare torso. The silver toy gun makes a deep depression in her breast, before she slips the barrel into her neckline, suggestively pressing the fabric away from her body as she drags it across her chest. It's path continues towards him, until again it's at his lips, squirting red tasting liquid into his mouth.
If he didn't feel way over his head then, he certainly did when he finally realized Kaylee's hand had shifted and was rubbing against his leg. He knew the right thing to do was to stop them and head home. Trouble is, he didn't want to, and every moment he let them continue, they became more bold. After some on-screen action briefly startled them all, Becka coaxed his hand onto her inner thigh, and his pinky onto her crotch. Meanwhile, Kaylee's fingers were inching further up his leg, making him equally uncomfortable and aroused.
He was trying to muster the fortitude to object, when suddenly the screen paused, and Lisa declared, "intermission, bathroom break." Becka and Kaylee grumbled as they crawled off the couch.
Jason took the chance to get up and flee to the bathroom. He'd never been to Becka's house, but he'd spotted the powder room on his way in. While relieving himself, he decided it would probably be best if he left before things got out of hand and he did something he'd regret. Becka was standing right outside the door, looking hot, and more like she was waiting for him than the toilet. "Becka, I think maybe I should go home."
"Please don't. We all got dressed up just for you. We want to be friends, and we thought we'd have a little fun in the process. I'm sorry if we got carried away. None of has been around a man in seven months, and if you haven't noticed, you are now the cutest guy in school!"
Of course, he was also the only guy in school. He let out a sour chuckle. "I don't know. I don't want to upset Stacy." Even as he heard himself say the words, he wondered what was wrong with him. Four of the hottest girls in school seemed to be practically throwing themselves at him, and he was worried about what Stacy would think?
"Please," Becka gently gripped his arm, "I promised Lisa and Yasmin they could sit next to you for the second half of the movie. I can remind them you have a girlfriend if you want me to."
"No, no, that's alright. I'll stay." The thought of that Lisa might rub her puffed up cleavage into him was enough to cloud his judgement. "Just give me a couple more shots of that stuff." Becka smiled, and held a plastic pistol up to his lips.
"Great. And by the way, my mom's away on business. Not saying something should happen, but if something did happen, we're all alone." Her admission only seemed to increase the tension level. At that moment Jason didn't know what he wanted to happen.
By the time he made it back into the family room, Lisa and Yasmin were seated around his designated spot, waiting for him to arrive. Both Lisa and her outfit were several notches hotter than the other three girls, making him feel a bit more guilty as he slid in between them. However, it didn't stop him. A moment later, the two had snugged in against him and the movie was unpaused.
At first it was innocent enough, except perhaps, for the way he kept glancing down Lisa's top. This time Yasmin was on popcorn duty, and each time she fed him some she dragged her fingers across his lips. Lisa would immediately follow up with a punch pistol, and instead of the few squirts Becka had offered, each dose was almost a dozen pulls of the trigger.
It didn't take long before he was feeling the effects of the alcohol as much as he was feeling Lisa's chest brush into him each time she reached across to Yasmin. That's when his hand somehow grabbed for Lisa's hip. He didn't remember meaning to do it, it just happened.
Lisa quickly responded to his touch, leaning back, forcing him to catch her as she kicked her feet up onto the couch. (pic pic) A moment later he held her in his lap - one of his hands in her hair, while the other came to rest on her half-bare tummy. Jason didn't know what to do, except open his mouth as she again gestured her pistol close. After swallowing, he tried to watch the movie, to pretend this was all normal. However, he could feel Lisa staring up at him, and even in his peripheral vision, the prominent cleavage squeezed up out of her deep neckline was very distracting.
Where his hand rest against her tummy, he couldn't help caressing her, testing the waters, slipping his fingers up under the fabric of her top. Her subtle body motions seemed to encourage him, as he very slowly inched the fabric higher. After a few minutes her flat sexy tummy was entirely bare, and he rubbed his palm across it. A big explosion startled him as it briefly lit up the room, and he realized Yasmin was no longer sitting next to him. He hadn't even noticed her get up. Then he felt hands on his arms, and realized she was now behind the couch. After a moment of gently rubbing his shoulders, Yasmin's fingers slipped up into his hair.
He'd never experienced anything like it, one girl in his lap, while the other gently massaged his scalp. As sexy as it was, he tried to tell himself he hadn't really crossed any boundaries yet. If he stopped them right now, he wouldn't feel too bad about staying with Stacy. Trouble was, he didn't want to stop them.
Looking down at Lisa, she'd arched her back and dropped her head in a way that seemed to beg him to go further. He couldn't stop himself. His hand caressed up the side of her breast, pressing into her soft flesh. It felt as glorious as it looked as he palmed the shape and finally rubbed his thumb against the bare skin exposed by her neckline. He almost couldn't believe it was happening, that Lisa Simmons, the hottest girl in school, was lying across his lap and letting him feel her up.
That's when Yasmin became more aggressive, almost competitive. She pulled his head back and their lips met. She was gentle at first, her tongue merely brushing against him, then she pressed and twisted it into his mouth. She was such an amazing kisser he didn't want it to end. As she pulled away, he stretched to stay with her, trying to get more. By the time she broke free, he was gasping slightly for breath.
When he regained his attention, he realized the movie was stopped, Lisa was clutching his hand to her chest, and Becka and Kaylee were sitting on the coffee table watching them. Becka had a cellphone in her hand, and he realized she had probably been recording him. He was suddenly concerned. "What's going on here?"
Becka spoke up, "something you seem to enjoy." The girls all giggled. "Jason, we all miss having boyfriends. Since you're pretty cute, and the only boy in school, that means we all want you. At first we started to fight over who would date you, but we don't want to be against each other. We have to admit things in the world have dramatically changed. There are not enough boys to go around. We decided the only option is to share. We want you all to be our boyfriend, and we all want to be your girlfriends." While she spoke, Yasmin had worked her way around the couch, and was kneeling on the couch to his right.
"What about Stacy?" Even as his thought came out, it didn't seem relevant. Was he really going to turn down the four hottest girls in the school?
"We know you like Stacy, but we think once you see what we have to offer, you'll come around. That's what tonight is about. Yasmin here," she gestured her hand to each girl in turn, "is the best kisser. Lisa has the best body. Kaylee gives the best handjobs, and in addition to my other talents, I'm calling the shots." Her attention shifted, "Lisa, would you get up for just a moment?" Lisa smiled at Jason, giving his hand one more squeeze to her chest before leaving his lap.
Then, with a brush of Becka's hand, Kaylee knelt between Jason's legs in an incredibly suggestive position, her hands creeping up his thighs. As he tried to straighten up, Becka shook her phone at him. "Ah, ah, ah. You need to stay put. I recorded your little groping makeout session with Lisa and Yasmin. If you get up off that couch, Stacy will see it before you get to the door. You don't want to hurt her like that, do you?"
"So that's it? I don't even have a choice?" As sexy as they were, Jason didn't like feeling pinned in a corner. "What if I say no? Not that I'm saying no, but what if I say no?"
"You stay put until we're done with you, and I'll delete the video. Then you can do whatever you like. We are not desperate. We're just going to give you a better offer. Kaylee?" With that Kaylee's hands made for his crotch, and started gently rubbing. Her forwardness startled him, but it didn't stop him from becoming instantly erect. He briefly looked down at her. She stared back like she owned him, which intimidated him enough that he looked away.
Instead he looked to Yasmin, who instantly responded, sitting up on her knees and engaging him in another kiss. The way her tongue moved was sexy and alluring all on it's own, but it was fueled further by the way Kaylee was touching him. By the time the kiss ended, Kaylee had his pants unbuckled, and was gently rubbing against his underwear.
In front of him, Becka was busy taking more video, which made him slightly uneasy, until he noticed Lisa. She was kneeling on the couch to his left, and busy peeling off parts of her costume. First came the black webbing halter. Then she unbuckled her thigh straps. Then she unfastened her belt, setting the entire assembly to the side. Then she peeled her boy shorts down, showing black panties with a touch of lace. Finally, she peeled her tank-top off, revealing the sexy black push up bra which was creating the impressive puff of cleavage. (pic) Lisa was stunning, and he managed to reach a hand out and brush her tummy before Kaylee created a sensation against his erection that made him gasp.
He looked to Becka with wide eyes, feeling distinctly strange about how the attention of all four of them was focused on him. Becka set down her smartphone. "Still thinking of turning us down? Because from here it sure looks like you're enjoying yourself." Before he could think of a retort, Lisa had knee walked next to him, and pulled his face right into her chest. Squeezing her breast had been mildly exciting, but having her rubbing herself in his face quickened his pulse and sent him into a frenzy. In moments, he was licking and sucking at the bare top of her tits like they were a drug.
Meanwhile, the way Kaylee was rubbing his erection was so stimulating it was making his muscles twitch and feel weak. He grabbed on to Lisa, as much for fortitude as to feel her body. This time his hand followed down her hip and thigh, until he rubbed it against her panties and felt her respond, gently rocking against him.
Just as it felt like the sensations were peaking, he felt something warm and wet on his cock. He thought it was Kaylee taking him into her mouth, but after just a few twists and thrusts there was something seductively familiar about the motions. He had to know, and pulled his head away from Lisa's chest to see Yasmin's dark hair moving about in his lap. Behind her, Becka was almost done stripping her clothes off. She wasn't as busty or tall as Lisa, but she was still every bit as sexy. As soon as her panties hit the floor, she looked right at Jason, "well? Ready for me?" (pic)
At that moment, Jason was holding Lisa's body against him, while Kaylee held his cock in Yasmin's mouth, and somehow Becka got his complete attention. She reached down and tapped the girls, who immediately parted. As she stepped close and straddled him, Lisa also fell away, leaving only Becka on top of him. She reached down, and gently slipped him inside her, before sinking all the way onto him. Then she just sat there, unmoving, as she leaned in and whispered. "When I'm done fucking you, my name is the only one you'll remember."
With her arms on his shoulders, she leaned back, just enough for him to see her, and started ever so slightly pulsing into him. At first the sensation was just soft and warm, more comforting than sexual. That left him enough wits to admire her body. She was incredibly sexy. The girls were huddled away from them watching, Lisa on his left, with Kaylee and Yasmin on his right.
Then, without warning, Becka shifted her position, and suddenly he felt himself rubbing something *inside* her. She resumed ever so slightly pulsing into him, and he felt a different kind of frenzy start. In just a few moments, he was grabbing and squeezing at her hips, trying to somehow press further into her. She noticed, but she just kept up her slow calm motion, "you like that Jason? That's my cervix. I can keep you right here as long as I want, until you're begging. Say my name, Jason. Say it."
She gently rocked her hips, startling him as it created another sensation and he involuntarily complied, "Becka. Ohh my.." His words trailed off, as she resumed pulsing him. Then she rocked her hips, and grinded into his crotch. "Ohh my god, Becka." Some part of him desperately wanted her to start thrusting so he could cum, and some other part of him desperately wanted her not to. "Ohh my..."
Meanwhile, he could tell she was getting closer to her own climax, as she was starting to pant and intermittently moan. The more excited she got, the more she ground her crotch into him, intermittently rocking and sending a thrilling sensation through him. Then her hands gripped his hair, and he felt her entire body clench, as she rotated and ground her clit against him. "Ohh baby, ohh baby, ohh... just a little.... more." Without fanfare, she whimpered, and resumed her soft pulsing, her grip on him loosening. "Ready for us to be your girlfriends yet?"
As if punctuating her question, she rocked her hips, and slowly raised herself, drawing him out and back into her in one long extended motion. "Ohh Becka. Ohh, more." He tried his best to pump into her, but she held him, sitting firmly into his crotch.
"You want more? You want to cum? Tell me how much you want me, how much you want us." Without waiting for a response, she again tortured him, slowly drawing herself up and down ontop of him. "Tell me you'll be ours and I'll pound into you until you scream. Or maybe you just like being teased." With that she settled down, and he again felt himself gently dragging against the cervix inside her.
"Ohh, Becka," Jason's mouth fell open from the sensations, as they made it hard for him to speak. "I'll be.... yours. I'll be all of yours." He let out an involuntary whimper, "just please." He pulled against her body, trying to get her to thrust against him.
She'd given in, but Becka felt another orgasm of her own building, so she held him there as she pulsed and rubbed her clit against him. "Ohh Jason. You're going to see the real reason we're the popular girls. Mmm. Yes. Mmmm." A few more moments, and her body clenched and released as she came again, this time her insides becoming notably wetter. Then she started slowly thrusting on him, giving him what he wanted. "You like that, baby? Is that what you want?"
With each moment, her motions became more pronounced and quicker. Jason noticed the motion of her chest, and reached out, grabbing and squeezing at one of her tits. She was smaller than Lisa, but felt every bit as amazing. Then he felt himself suddenly approaching climax, and he clenched, fighting it, "uhhh. Becka."
As she continued riding him, she grabbed his hair, brought her lips to his, and shoved her tongue forcefully into his mouth. She held hiim there for a few seconds, pounding her pussy onto him as she dove down his throat, until she felt his tension release, his cock gently throbbing inside her. She let her motions gently slow, until she was sitting motionless, then she promptly stood. "Well girls, he's ours, as promised. Have your way with him, I'm going to go clean up."
On Saturday morning, jason woke up to the sound of his phone ringing.
He didn't even need to look at it to guess it would be Stacy. At 1am the night before, when he finally made it home from Becka's, his phone had several messages from Stacy waiting for him, but he was too exhausted to do anything about it. Now, as it was ringing, he dreaded what he'd say to her. How would he explain that he was dumping her to date Becka's foursome? What would she think if she knew what really went on the night before?
Regardless of how it would turn out, he knew putting it off would only make it worse. He picked up the phone. "Hey Stacy."
"Morning. How was it last night? What did you all do? Did you make some new friends?" Jason didn't know what to say. A moment later he realized a long awkward silence was probably even worse than the truth.
"Uhm, it was interesting. We watched Tomb Raider. The girls actually dressed up in costumes. It was kind of over the top." What else was he supposed to say? Becka fucked his brains out before he teased and fondled with the four of them for hours? He was suddenly feeling pretty guilty.
"Costumes? You mean like slutty Lara Croft costumes?" Jason cringed in silence, knowing confirmation would only make it worse. "Jason, did something happen? I mean, are we okay?"
"Stacy, I think things have become a little too serious between us. This is high school, we're supposed to be having fun." He felt terrible for saying it, and the silence that followed only made him feel more terrible.
"Whatever happened, Jason, you can tell me. It's okay. They are pretty girls. Some part of me knew something might happen, but it's okay. Did you kiss one of them?" Jason didn't respond. "Was it Becka? She seems to really like you. It's okay if you did. I forgive you."
"No, no Stacy. This is not about them. This is about us. We went through something traumatic together, we all did. But we're just kids. This is high-school. I don't want to be so serious, I just want to have fun. I think we should split." Those were the words that killed it. Dead. Silence.
"Jason? How could you?" He could hear her voice weeping between syllables, "Some pretty girls flash their slutty costumes for you and that's it? Suddenly our ten months means nothing? You are a bastard." He deserved that. Suddenly her voice turned angry. "Just tell me, which one of them are you dating? So I don't have to hear about it at school." How was he supposed to answer that? "Jason, which one?"
This was going to hurt, but she was going to find out sooner or later. "All of them." A few seconds later, a phone beep signaled the line disconnecting. Jason crashed his head to the pillow, feeling pretty awful, but also glad that was over.
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What seemed like only moments later, his phone rang again. As he reached for the phone, he braced for another round with Stacy, only to find it was Becka. His spirits immediately lifted. "Hey. Did you put your number into my phone?"
"How else would you know it was me calling? All four of us are in there. You'll find us under #hotass." He had been getting to know Becka for less than twenty-four hours, and was finding her a funny combination of sexpot, domineering, and ball-buster. "We really wore you out last night. Did you sleep like a baby?"
"I dunno, what time is it?" He turned his phone, startled, "holy crap, it's 11am and I'm still in bed!" Jason was normally an early riser, out running, or biking or something.
"In bed huh? I could come by and help perk you up, if you know what I mean. You could invite Stacy over. Finding you in bed with me would be one way to break the news."
"I already talked to her, I guess a couple hours ago. It wasn't pleasant, but it's done." Jason shuffled out of bed and headed for the bathroom, turning on the water to heat it up for a shower.
"Good boy. I'm sure that was hard, but it's nothing a hot shower, two girls, and a blowjob won't fix." He didn't know what to say. Just minutes out of bed, waiting for the water to warm up, her explicit language was already getting a morning rise out of him. "Are you just standing there hard, or have you moved onto stroking yourself yet?"
"Becka! Do you think about anything but sex?" He ran his hand under the running water, hoping it would be warm and provide him an excuse to get off the phone. It was still bitter cold.
"Why, should I? Right now I'm thinking about what it would be like to wrap my lips around your erection, and slowly tease you with my tongue. It's helping make me wet. Uhhh." Jason realized not only that she was breathing a little heavy, but she'd been doing it for a while. For several seconds the only thing on the call was her panting. "Ja-son?" For a moment her voice was lyrical. "Does it make you hard to know I'm naked and masturbating?"
"Uhm, yes?" Once he conjured the image of her naked and fingering herself, it was hard to get it out of his head. He even considered joining her.
"Good, ahhh, yes!" She half screamed into the phone, obviously reaching her climax. After she caught her breath, she continued. "Just promise me you won't relieve yourself. It would be such a waste. You have four sex-starved girlfriends on speed dial for when you have urges. Yesterday was the first time I had sex in seven months."
"So I'm supposed to just call one of you and demand sex?" He was still a little overwhelmed thinking of her naked.
"Pretty much. Or you can ask nicely. Either way the result is the same. Want me to come over now? I'll let you come in my..."
"No. Becka. Please. I think my mother is here, and I need to shower. I just woke up."
"Suit yourself. Message us when you're done. We can all hang at Starbucks or go roam around the mall."
"Sounds good. I have to get in the shower now, I'm wasting hot water." He pressed the end-call button, dropped his phone on the counter, and stepped into the stream. At first it was too hot, so he adjusted the dials. When he had the temperature right, he laid his head against the wall, letting the water run over his back. He was in shock and disbelief about what was going on with Becka and the girls, like it would evaporate any moment.
(Becka pulls into the mall parking lot, after hitting up starbucks)
Jason was in the back seat of Becka's car, squeezed between Yasmin and Kaylee. They had the least attention the night before, and it seemed like they were trying to make up for it since the moment they'd picked up Jason. At the moment, Yasmin had locked him in one of her tantalizing kisses.
"Hey, we're here. PG-13 back there," Becka called from the driver's seat. "Most women haven't had a man in months, we don't want to incite a riot."
Yasmin gently let him free of her gravitation, and he realized they were at the mall. Jason hadn't been here in months, but it looked really different. There were very few cars in the parking lot, and as everywhere else, every person in sight was female.
Becka pulled into a space, and after they all made their way out of the car, Jason found himself flanked again by Yasmin and Kaylee, one on each arm.
Inside the mall seemed even more barren than outside, with many shops closed, and few people walking around. Jason felt like every woman young and old was trying to make eye-contact with him, and he felt oddly happy to have the girls surrounding him, staking their claim. "So what do you girls do at the mall?"
Yasmin quickly answered, "mostly try on clothes, occasionally buy some. Though it's kind of the fashion off-season at the moment."
Becka jumped and turned, "I know!" She spread her arms in front of them when she landed, "we can go lingerie shopping. That's always in-season." Jason didn't know if she was serious or joking.
Yasmin rebuffed her, "do you really think that's a good idea? Bringing Jason into a lingerie store? Do you see the way these women are looking at him? Maybe Starbucks was a better idea."
Lisa interjected, addressing Jason, "what did you do on a Saturday afternoon, before, you know."
"Mostly play Xbox, or tennis, or basketball." Becka stopped blocking, and they all resumed walking.
"Boring," Becka chimed in. "We should just go back to my place, my mother is away on business until Wednesday."
"Hey, I like tennis," Yasmin objected. She and Lisa were a little more sporty than Becka and Kaylee.
"Well it's you and Kaylee until tomorrow, and you can do whatever you like with your turn."
Jason didn't realize they were already splitting him up on a calendar. "Hey, don't I get any say in this?"
"No," all four girls replied, in unison, before giggling together.
Kaylee finally spoke up, "I have an idea." She waved the other girls closer, obviously wanting to keep it a secret from Jason. After they huddled, they were all smiling and nodding. "Great, lets hit the food court, then we'll head to Becka's."
After they formulated a plan, the girls started talking about school, and celebrities, and things Jason didn't care much about, so he kind of tuned out and just enjoyed having an entourage.
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As they pulled into Becka's, the girls started to giggle and get giddy about whatever secret plans they had. Once inside, Kaylee led him by the hand right to Becka's bedroom, sitting him on the foot of the bed. Becka ruffled through her drawers until she found what looked like a dark cloth and handed it to Kaylee.
"We're going to play a little game." As Kaylee brandished the dark cloth, he had a guess what it was for. "We're going to blindfold you, then we're each going to take a turn, and you have to guess who it is. Every time you get it wrong, we get to remove some of your clothing."
"Sounds simple enough, turns doing what?" Kaylee had already wrapped the cloth around his eyes, and was tying it in the back.
"Whatever we want." The girls giggled. "First one is going to be easy. No cheating. Keep your hands on the bed and your eyes closed."
Jason sat still, waiting for something to happen. He sensed something close to his face, then he felt lips against his. A kiss. At first he couldn't tell, then her tongue pressed into him, and he instantly knew it was Yasmin. He had kissed them all the night before, and there was just something about the way she moved that was very distinct. He patiently enjoyed the kiss. When she finished, he confidently declared her identity, "Yasmin."
"Very good." Yasmin kissed him on the side of his cheek, before their voices hushed. He heard some shuffling, and whispering, then someone grabbed one of his hands. It was awkward letting his hand be guided, but it finally came in contact with skin. It was pushed around, and he could quickly tell he was palming one of their tummies. It wasn't so easy to know whose. The girls were all quite trim, but this tummy felt a little firm, more like Lisa or Kaylee. However, she didn't seem as tall as Lisa, so he made a guess, "Kaylee?"
"I'm impressed," Kaylee responded before treating him to a brief but wet kiss. After that, the room went silent. He waited with anticipation, until he felt hands gently parting his legs. A moment later, one of them was sitting in his lap, but who? As soon as she started gently rubbing her ass into him, he knew it was Becka. Like Yasmin, there was just something about the way she moved. After less than a minute, Kaylee challenged him, "well? Who is it?"
"I'm not sure." He was a bad liar, and struggled to stop himself from grinning as he feigned ignorance. "Keep it up a little longer." Becka gladly kept rolling her ass into his budding erection, until Kaylee and Lisa pulled her off, laughing. "Becka, that was Becka."
"Girls, we need to come up with something harder." He was pretty sure it was Kaylee talking. He heard more whispers, then some shuffling before Kaylee spoke again, "lie down." He did as he was told, and felt the bed move as one of the girls climed onto the bed above him. He could feel her carefully crawl over him, until he felt skin brushing his lips.
As he kissed and sucked against the softness, he immediately knew it was one of their breasts. However, knowing which one seemed impossible. Especially because he had no control over her movement. He did his best to feel for anything that might give him a hint, but he only surmised it seemed less likely to be Yasmin, as she was just a bit flatter than the other girls. When she pulled free, he offered up his tentative guess, "Lisa?"
"Wrong!" Kaylee offered triumphantly, obviously the one straddled over him. "Take his pants girls." It took only an instant for another two of them to unbuckle and pull his jeans off.
A moment later, he felt something brushing, then rubbing against his underwear. Fingers. How in the world was he supposed to guess this? It felt nice, really nice, but whoever it was didn't do anything to tip her identity. Kaylee spoke up again, "Well? Who is it?"
"It feels really nice, but honestly, I have no idea. I give up." The only clue he had, was that it was not Kaylee, because she was the one talking.
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